It’s seven thirty-seven on a rainy Thursday morning, and I’m just about to take the first sip of my second cup of coffee. I don’t usually have a second cup of coffee, by this time I’m usually out walking, either … Continue reading Following a Thread
It started when I was asked to contribute to a multi artist collaborative project to which I couldn’t say no, regardless I didn’t possess the necessary skill set. One day I’ll try and take this piece of my psyche apart … Continue reading Printable Sticky Fabri-Solvy
Who knew beard trimmers were quite so fierce? All I wanted to do was tame some of the bulk, but I now have the haircut of a small boy who wouldn’t sit still for his mother’s blunt scissors? Unfortunately, in … Continue reading Lockdown Insanity: An Instance
I’ve decided to have a break from the Procrastination posts, mostly because I’m procrastinating about how to proceed. Instead, today, I give you ‘nature red, in tooth and claw.’ Most mornings I walk Gallow Hill, which is pretty much just … Continue reading Daily Walk: A Mouseless Head
Hello, you have landed on post #2 of a series in which I examine what it is to be a procrastinator in lockdown. In post #1 I found a delightful chap called Tim Urban on YouTube. He was giving a … Continue reading Lockdown Lethargy #2: What’s Going On?
I typically need someone to disappoint if I’m going to get a job finished. If I have a real person relying on me to do something, and a real reason for doing it, I’ll do it to the best of … Continue reading Lockdown Lethargy*
Originally posted on D&G Poetry:
ERYL GASPER-DICK – How does one choose only three writers, yikes?! I’ve spent an absurd amount of time sifting through all the writers I love and thinking about why. In the end I… Continue reading D&G Poetry Lockdown Party – Number 19 – Eryl Gasper Dick
It’s a month since the UK government announced lockdown. The Husband and I began our personal self isolation a week earlier on March 16, so, five weeks and counting, we’ve pretty much adapted to our new routine. The only thing … Continue reading Unlocking
Last week we should have been on the Isle of Bute, celebrating my birthday with baklava* and views of the sea. But, for obvious reasons, we had to cancel the trip and stay home. So, instead, I baked my own … Continue reading Lockdown Birthday
This is going to be mostly pictures because my right hand gets really sore when I type at the moment. Bloody rubbish for a writer. Sunday’s Walk On Sunday we broke with tradition and, instead of our usual tramp up … Continue reading The Daily Walk Continues
